In the first place, it’s quite amazing that I, a true-born Brit raised on cricket, rugby, and English football (soccer), should be sitting here writing with enthusiasm about a typical American game. But when I married Richard, apart from marrying a military man, I also married a die-hard Cowboys fan. So it isn’t so strange that, by osmosis, I was drawn to American football and eventually became an "almost” die-hard Cowboys follower.
I say almost because I don’t quite have the depth of pure reverence that Richard has in his bones for the cowboys. I do not worry too much . . . → Read More: Musings: The Football Game
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